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And then while tinkling, I heard on the roof
The scrapping and scratching of each little hoof.
As I zipped up my pants and was turning around,
Christmas Goat had appeared with a hideous sound
He was covered all in fur, from his head to his hoof,
And his clothes were all tarnished with gashes and soot.
A bundle of bones he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a poodle addicted to crack
His eyes-how they twisted! his antlers how scary!
His teeth were like razors, his nose was so hairy!
His cruel little mouth was drawn by Van Gogh,
And the beard of his chin was as white as pure blow
The scrapping and scratching of each little hoof.
As I zipped up my pants and was turning around,
Christmas Goat had appeared with a hideous sound
He was covered all in fur, from his head to his hoof,
And his clothes were all tarnished with gashes and soot.
A bundle of bones he had flung on his back,
And he looked like a poodle addicted to crack
His eyes-how they twisted! his antlers how scary!
His teeth were like razors, his nose was so hairy!
His cruel little mouth was drawn by Van Gogh,
And the beard of his chin was as white as pure blow